Camp Situation

"Uncle Seven, we've all shrunk. The air resistance when falling from a height is relatively greater, so what used to seem like a frightening height isn't so scary for us now. I believe Li Qiang will be fine."

"Well, that's good to hear. You're right, our previous common sense has been overturned. To survive, we must adapt to new rules."

Tom smiled, "Looks like you're not here to pry into my heart."

"Oh, seeing you look delicate, but holding grudges quite well."

"However others treat me, I treat them the same. From childhood to now, I've never been afraid of anyone."

Uncle Seven wasn't angry, but rather kindly smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to have a temper as tough as your luck. I heard from Awei that you even killed the mutated ant queen?"

"Uncle Seven, I don't believe in luck. I only believe in myself."

Uncle Seven nodded and started to leave. After a few steps, he said, "Take care of your injuries, Lingzi. No one will be able to touch you here."